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lirik lagu mir blackwell – that boi gon

[verse:1](mir blackwell)
yeah
i keep me the chopp like i’m tachibana
and me and my bros, we just copped the hammer
and i’m throwing some shots like i’m beefing with mario
but like diddy, my glock’s bananas
and shawty want rings like she sonic
but i keep that shyt strictly platonic
see, the key to the beat, to have keys to the beat
if there’s keys in the beat, then i’m on it
three six to the face, like that boi in the mafia
that boi will be gon, like he chill with kurapika
that boi will be gone, if he beefing with my n~gga
that boi will be gonе, in the loop there’s no stopping us
banana clip pointеd at his throat, he a tropius
ty wild, he gave me the bar just to rhyme with it
and loop at the top, so the shawties be topping it
i feel like a monster, i smoke on that oddish bud
hot box on the whip and i smoke ’till i’m out of bud
and my plug just sent me a pack, but it’s not enough
resetti, ’cause i’m on his block, and i’m poppin’ up
that bio needs gas, tell that boi to come cop from us
and your b~tch came to my crib, she not hot enough
she touching my body, she stealing my chakra
and she gonna give me big head, she a sakura
this brick name mister miyagi, i chop it up
[verse:2](945mari)
this fn that’s on me., it sing the opera
pole finna blow like a soulful harmonica
covid~19, how that glock make you cough it up
calling my bro for a favor like alluka
bus boy we sweep for the mop, then we mop it up
.30 clip aimed at your ass, that sh~t sodomous
leaving you helpless so now you like sakura
dread head pockets, my guap getting knotted up
you don’t get nada, my drip on sea level, that sh~t really nautical
i got that scope on my brow like a monocle
smoking that grabba leaf, blunt game botanical
cut that b~tch off like she wasn’t canonical
i put my wood in that b~tch like a popsicle
cart got stuck and your sh~t barely pausable
you versus me? that is not very plausible
you don’t want pressure, my mood very volatile
i swerve in that lane, and that boi just an obstacle
clip on that gun long as general hospital
hit him with lead, let my pencil go pop at you
i move to the bread, man, that sh~t isn’t optional
i silence the glock, so that sh~t wasn’t audible
i be in the field, calling plays, like an audible
i dropped a brick in the pot, sh~t was soluble
he ain’t talking money? that sh~t wasn’t topical
[verse:3](ham sandwich)
she give me brain, but that b~tch still illogical
n~ggas ain’t next me, n~ggas ain’t proximal
pushing my aper like a periodical
your money silent ,that sh~t barely audible
i need my payment, that sh~t isn’t optional
i’m on the move, and i don’r see an obstacles
they know my name that sh~t etymological
stick on my side that sh~t made may be, wait
stick on my side, the tommy anatomical
d~ck is so big, that sh~t in her duodenum
hit up the forge with the choppers, we moddin’ ’em
lift the metal with the homies i’m spottin’ ’em
i’m steady trappin’, these n~ggas is caught in ’em
we left ’em holy, the last time we fought with ’em
that guy a loser you won’t see me call with him
eating these rappers, put ;em in the pot with ’em
so many checks, don’t know where to deposit ’em
that boi was acting sus, so we pausing em’
they hated ham last year, now they lauding him
they ain’t getting a piece, not a modicum
he get beheaded, i practice wahhabism
can’t find his body, don’t know where we lodging him
pull it out, and now she say that’s a lot of…
well, you know what it would it be
[outro](ham sandwich)
i’m sick and tired of mir bro
oh my god if he hits me up to do another song
i’m actually going to end his entire life
i’m gonna shoot him, gonna shoot him, gonna shoot him

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